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Booie

Another one from the archives. Circa 1979, or thereabouts. This was at my first off-the-property show. I was 16 years old. I was leasing my second horse. I thought I was the cat’s meow. Since Booie could be strong, I spent most of my class galloping in a small circle around the judge. I mayContinue reading “Booie”

Red Flags

Seller: He’s never done that before. Buyer: Thank you for your time. My horse shopping adventures continue. Why is it that the only horse trainer who has shown ongoing enthusiasm for my horse hunt is involved with a breed that isn’t popular for jumping? I refer of course to the saddleseat lady. If I hadContinue reading “Red Flags”

For the Record

I was emitting my standard whinge about Rodney’s vast, gorgeous uselessness. Hubby replied with, “Well, imagine how good you will feel when you are leading the victory gallop in Texas next fall.” ???? “Why not? You still have 18 months.” !!!! He was referring to the American Eventing Championships, being held in each September fromContinue reading “For the Record”

I Got Nuthin’

You know when you go out to the barn and your conditioning program calls for dressage or flat work or some version of concentrated athletic effort and you say ‘Verb it. I’m going on a trail ride’? It’s like that. This is my brain on a trail ride. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ (Picture looks better enbiggened.)

Face Off

Rodney engaged in a Death Ray staring match with a new neighbor. [WCOW]

I Love My Cats. Really.

After last weekend’s show [Report], I tossed my jodhpur boots into the bathroom to be washed. In the course of the day [Nevermind], my gloves had gotten wet. I tucked them into a boot to remind me to give them a once over. Fast forward a few days. I hadn’t gotten around to cleaning eitherContinue reading “I Love My Cats. Really.”

Foto Friday: Post and Rail

For this week’s Sunday Stills challenge: White. Originally taken to start a photo essay on patterns. With white fence & white flowers, how could I not use it?